Odds are, this happeed somewhere….
“I’m backing Obama,” says Mr. A.
“Why?” says Mr. B.
“Because his name is five letters long.”
“Huh?”
“Look, Bush is four letters long – nice and short, compared to that seven-letter Clinton fella. Just like his daddy, nice and short.”
“Yeah, so…?”
“Well, McCain – that’s six letters. Poor headline writers. Think of all the wasted ink and paper!”
“And Obama…”
“Yep, just five letters. That’s fine, one more letter. That’s change I can believe in. But from four letters to six? That’s too much. Wild. Radical. Not gonna do it. Wouldn’t be prudent.”
“Yeah, but what about syllables? We haven’t had a three-syllable president since… well, when, Kennedy?”
“Hadn’t thought of that. Hmmmm…. that could be a reason to vote for him.”
(Randon thought inspired by the persistent realization that you cannot require an informed vote, or make someone pass a test first. They can back or bounce you based on your smile, your hairstyle or just “something about you.” Or how long your name is…)
Leave it to Barney 